"High defense level?" Everyone couldn't help but frown.
"This third point..." Anatoli hadn't finished speaking when Sener interrupted again, impatiently saying, "There's a third point?"
"If Lord Sener doesn't want to know, you can leave?" Anatoli's tone was cold, his murky yellow pupils swept across him.
Trying to charge at others without considering if you have the qualification!
Sener felt a chill all over, his expression changed, but he didn't speak.
"The difficulty of this third point lies in the star beast among them. The term sub-ultimate isn't a joke, its power is terrifying..." He hinted at something: "No one present here, when fighting alone, is likely its match."
Various oddly shaped eyes slightly shifted, looking towards Gusta, who had his back to everyone.
"So troublesome?" someone murmured.
"If it weren't troublesome, I would have already digested it myself." Anatoli smiled.
